Chapter 4
Roane’s momentum carried him forward, hard up against Alden’s body. He probably outweighed the other man by twenty pounds or more, even if Alden had two or three inches of height on him. Alden staggered a half-step and twisted to brace his back against the side of the truck.
For long seconds, Roane leaned into Alden’s hard spare frame. He could feel the other man’s heartbeat, gaining speed just like his own. Alden’s breath whistled out in a puff, warm across Roane’s face. Roane raised his arms, meaning to push himself upright again; at least, that’s what he’d planned to do. But that wasn’t what happened.
His right hand found a spot on Alden’s upper chest just below the shoulder, and flattened there. He twisted his left out of Alden’s loose clasp, felt Alden’s fingers slide fro
